The Path to Becoming Immortal

Outside Longxi City, three figures were watching in the distance with calm faces.

At this time, Longxi City was already in a very critical situation.

In the past few years, thanks to Basano's efforts regardless of casualties, all the battlefields outside the territory have been taken over by the demons.

Guarding the passage between Longxi City and the battlefield outside the territory, this last line of defense was swaying in the wind and rain.

Due to the favorable location, it is easier to defend here than on the battlefield outside the territory.

It is not easy for the demon army to break through.

"Let's go!"

Wu Chuxun said lightly and floated forward.

Her movement was extremely weird, and she seemed to be extremely slow, but with this movement, her entire body appeared very far away.

Shrink into an inch! This is also the law of speed that Ning Ping realized, but it is obvious that the opponent is much more relaxed when using it.

"You'll be on the outside later, and it's up to you to clean up the missed ones!"

Yun Jian left a word and escaped in a flash.

Ning Ping's eyes flashed fiercely and he followed.

Wu Chuxun in front of him had already stood in front of Longxi City, and a wave visible to the naked eye spread out from his body.

"Buzz..."

In an instant, the space suddenly condensed, and the entire airspace was blocked silently.

As a result, people in the entire airspace can no longer use spatial movement. This is also a precursor to the powerful action.

Sure enough, immediately in Longxi City, dozens of figures appeared one after another, suspended in mid-air.

Especially the two leading old men looked at Wu Chuxun and Yun Jian outside the city with surprise and uncertainty on their faces.

These two old men with one purple face and one square face are the elders of the Mahayana Purple Sword stationed here.

After a brief induction, Ning Ping also figured out that it was the two people who had detected him and the second elder with his spiritual consciousness when he left the battlefield outside the territory last time.

Di Yuanju, the elder of Jinjian whom he knew, was also looking around uneasily from behind.

"This must be Sect Leader Wu Nian and Fellow Taoist Yun Family Yun! Why are you two doing this?"

At this time, I saw the square-faced monk stepping forward and speaking with a surprised look on his face.

"The holy land is a disaster for my cultivation world. Anyone who has nothing to do with it will step aside. Anyone who tries to resist will be killed without mercy!"

Yun Jian's cold voice sounded, and the sound instantly spread throughout Longxi City.

Many people, after hearing this, some wise people moved aside obediently.

After all, no matter what they think, it is not something they can participate in.

Of course, this is also related to the efforts over the years to publicize some of the secrets of the Holy Land.

But most monks don't care so much, as long as it's beneficial to themselves.

The square-faced monk's face instantly showed overwhelming anger, and he shouted angrily with his hair and beard spread out.

"What on earth are you doing? Our Holy Land is struggling to resist the invasion of demons for the sake of the entire world of cultivation. Your Yun Family and Wu Nian Sect are doing this. This is tantamount to trapping the entire world of cultivation into injustice!"

Hearing this, everyone in the Holy Land showed extremely angry expressions, and felt extremely humiliated in their hearts.

Under their piety to the Holy Lord, they naturally also have the entire world of cultivation in their hearts, and indeed they wholeheartedly resist the demons.

Some other people who were not from the Holy Land also showed dissatisfaction. After all, they were fighting side by side with the Holy Land at this moment.

He fought tooth and nail to resist the demons, but now he was stabbed in the back, and there were a lot of comments.

"No way! The demons have already arrived at the door of our house, and they are still fighting among themselves!"

"Yes! I didn't expect that this is the mysterious Wu Nian Sect leader! I didn't expect that she was a woman~!"

"I didn't expect that the leader of Wu Nian Sect is actually a fairy."

"Hey~ They beat us to death, but it's really hard on us."

"Yes, what should we do now! If the demons invade, the entire world of cultivation will be over!"

"Let's think about how to survive! We little people are just working hard!"

"No matter how powerful the flood is, let's just think about how to survive!"

"..."

"People who are not from the Holy Land, step aside, lest the sword has no eyes!"

Yun Jian didn't hear the comments at all, but remained unmoved. This scene was already expected.

He said no more and disappeared with a movement of his body.

"Shua..." After the words fell, Pi Lian suddenly flashed a cold light and struck directly at the square-faced monk who had just spoken.

A strong law of wind instantly spread in all directions.

"Okay! Let my Holy Land meet your Yun family and Wu Nian Sect! Don't think that my Holy Land is afraid of you. You are in big trouble! Take action and kill without mercy!"

While talking, the two of them started to strike together, punching out two punches at the same time.

"boom……"

With a loud noise, two fist shadows broke apart in response, and the punches continued to slash downwards.

In Ning Ping's consciousness, the batch that Yun Jian just sent out was exactly a wind blade that was condensed to the extreme.

The countless tiny whirlwinds on the blade instantly tore apart everything it encountered.

"The Supreme Elder of the Yun family is indeed extraordinary!"

The expressions of the two Zijian elders were condensed. One on the left and the other on the right, their auras surged all over their bodies, and they brushed out their big sleeves.

In an instant, a flame spear shot out of the air in front of him, and a huge rock also flew out.

"boom……"

Upon impact, the flame spear exploded and turned into flames that filled the sky.

Then he struck the stone mountain with one blow.

"boom……"

A powerful wave swept around, and Yun Jian's training finally dissipated.

At this moment, the wind that was everywhere suddenly rolled up.

Right beside the square-faced monk, a streak of light condensed again and rushed towards him.

"Humph... You thought you could hurt me like this, that's not enough!"

The square-faced monk snorted coldly, and a huge wall condensed beside him, just stopping the streak of light again.

"I'll deal with this guy, you go meet the mysterious Wu Nian Sect!"

Knowing that today would not end well, the square-faced monk also gave up the idea of ​​escaping smoothly.

Under the illumination of the holy light, all the disciples of the holy land stood up fearlessly, and weapons appeared in their hands one by one, and rushed forward directly.

"Don't go forward!" At this time, Di Yuanju also shouted anxiously in the back, staring at Ning Ping fiercely.

Of course, the target they chose was Ning Ping.

But Di Yuanju's reminder at this moment was too late.

And when they moved, countless wind blades also condensed and rolled directly towards everyone.

"Eh... the wind field." Ning Ping's heart moved, and he immediately sensed it.

Before he rushed to the back, under the wind blade, a bloody rain suddenly rose all over the sky.

Few of those people could withstand the casual attack of a great Mahayana cultivator.

They were so fearless and fearless only because of a blind impulse.

"You are going too far!"

Looking at the broken finger debris all over the sky, the purple-faced cultivator also moved, and the target he chose was Wu Chuxun.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed a spear in his hand.

After a flash, it turned into a flaming spear and stabbed towards Wu Chuxun.